I Became the Godfather of Pokémon After the Apocalypse

The World Pokémon Masters champion's statement was broken during the championship celebration banquet. When I woke up, I was naked and being chased by a Bankiras. The world is crazy. A hundred years ago, reality and the Pokémon world began to merge. Portals appeared randomly, violent Pokémon ravaged the world, and humans were retreating steadily. A hundred years later, all human tactical knowledge has been lost—attribute restraint? Feature application? Weather team? People in this world only know one thing: high level means strong. And statements happen to be living tactical libraries. I picked up the B-level Riolu, who was regarded as a scrap, from the F-level egg store. With three words, I let the young master who came to find trouble break his defense. In the end of the world, humans don't know how to play? It doesn't matter, I will teach you how to play. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.